When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

to the person across from him who was almost

the two little girls to the bath

up the phone, Channing spoke, "Was the

realized he

you hold and eat

Winnie: "......"

don't you

down his phone and said lightly, "They'll be asleep by the

again and went back to eating her

looked at her for a moment, got up

whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly put down her bowl,

over to the couch and picked up his blazer,

"It's ...... is it?"

immediately adjusted her mood and watched

until the sound of the door closing came

when he saw the untouched dishes across the table, the smile at the

he didn't

be very hungry when it's so easy to make it and you haven't

the balcony with her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand propped up on the railing, staring off into the

a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket,

two blocks to find a pharmacy to buy a 72-hour

coat, poured a glass of water, tilted her head back and swallowed the medicine, tore up the bag again and

the couch and let out a long

just laid down and felt a little pinch on

went back and touched a

and the corners

He fell again.

the pen down

shower, she walked over to the dining room table and

these dishes and basically left them

in bed, listening

finally could not sleep, picked up the tablet, opened the variety show has seen countless

only twenty years old, and his eyes seemed to be following her

light in her eyes at

the tablet aside, played

Another night passed.

was still drizzling

didn't sleep much all night, but her whole mental state is not

and coming out, the assistant's phone rang

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